Zowie! I do have loads of songs.
But none to hark them.
Do I have poetries? Huh! Sure I do.
However, who has time to savor them?
Oh! Plethora of stories bombard my skull.
Why should one bother to peruse them?
My heart pounds with emotion of love.
Abracadabra! My love is an abracadabra for them.
Bada bing! I possess dreams for the world.
Zippo to admire my dreams.
Songs over flowing my heart.
Dreams popping out of my eyes.
Love over burdening my soul .
Poems brimming my mind,
Stories pressing my grey matter.
Argh! Argh! I am suffocating.
Uggh! I am dreading my life
I am dancing like a mad man.
I am I am singing like a mad man.
Behold! They are staring at me
Lookee! They are snapping.